Chapter Twenty-Five: A Catch (I)

On the other side of the hill, the slope is relatively gentle, and the snow is deeper and thicker.

Zhe Yuhang crawled like a poisonous snake in the snowdrift, leaving only his eyes and nostrils exposed, staring intently at a snow leopard foraging for food at the bottom of the slope.

The snow leopard had no idea that there was an ambush of hunters less than ten feet away.

However, out of animal instinct, it still cautiously observed its surroundings and slowly approached Zhe Yuhang.

Zhe Yuhang waited patiently, the qi in his whole body converged inward, and even his breathing seemed to be still.

This is the twelfth day of his hunting trip, and he has already achieved most of his goal. If the snow leopard can be successfully killed today, perhaps the original one-month deadline can be moved forward by half.

Except for him and his own mysterious master, who loved to wear black clothes and a sky fox mask, no one knew what kind of purgatory-like horror he had lived in the past six months.

Originally, under his father's cultivation, he had already cultivated to the realm of boiling sea and refining stones. However, his master actually used the technique of extracting the marrow and stripping the yuan to abolish all his skills, just to break it and then rebuild his supernatural powers!

For more than 20 days, he lay in a boiling medicine pool, suffering rather than death, struggling helplessly, and wandering on the edge of life and death countless times.

When he crawled out of the medicine pool in an inhuman form, looking at the purple and red scars on his body, and the scars that had been punctured and healed by broken bones, he couldn't help but look up to the sky and cry tears.

He swore that this would be the last time he would shed a tear in his life.

Then, there is the non-human cultivation that endlessly transcends the limits of the body. Every time he couldn't bear the scorching fire of the potion and was about to give up and seek death, he would involuntarily think of those two hateful figures and the humiliation he had suffered.

The scene whipped him viciously like a barbed whip, making him tremble like crazy, and then desperately cultivating ......

Three and a half months later, he broke through the immeasurable realm of mountains and seas and began this outing trial.

Finally, the snow leopard stepped within five feet. Zhe Yuhang's body slowly tensed, like a bow with a full string, and the qi machine locked on the prey in front of him and was about to attack.

The snow leopard suddenly sensed the danger, and stood vigilantly, his eyes blazing, shooting a cold light at Zhe Yuhang's hideout.

"Whew-" The snowdrift suddenly burst open, and the white snow haze rushed towards the snow leopard like a huge wave.

Zhe Yuhang's figure shot out like an arrow from a string, and the ten-fingered halberd was inserted into the soft back of the snow leopard's neck.

The snow leopard roared in its ears, like a bolt of lightning leaping into the air, and its sharp claws grabbed the door of Zhe Yuhang's face.

Zhe Yuhang's body twisted strangely in the air like a green snake, dodging the claws of the snow leopard, grabbing the latter's neck with both hands, and his ten fingers fell viciously like knives.

The snow leopard roared in pain, its solid flesh rolling and blood flowing, trying to shake Zhe Yuhang off his back.

Zhe Yuhang's waist was strong, and his legs fell together like a whirlwind, clamping the snow leopard.

A beastly roar came from his throat, his eyes bursting with a terrifying purple glow, and he lowered his head and bit down on the snow leopard's neck, greedily sucking the bubbling blood.

The snow leopard used all kinds of means to jump and roll desperately, but the person behind it was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, firmly attached to its body, gulping and sucking blood.

I don't know how long it took, the snow leopard snorted white mist in its nostrils, and its strength gradually faded.

Zhe Yuhang suddenly raised his body and pressed the back of the snow leopard's head into the snow with his left hand.

The snow leopard had a premonition that there was more than one luck, and whimpered and screamed and tried its best to raise its head.

"Bang!" Zhe Yuhang picked up his right fist and smashed it on the snow leopard's fragile ear.

The snow leopard howled miserably, staggering and almost falling.

Zhe Yuhang's face was bloody, his eyes flashed with excitement, and his iron fist rained down on the back of the snow leopard's head.

"Bang, bang, bang......" dozens of punches fell, the snow leopard's skull cracked and the flesh was blurred, and it fell weakly in the snow.

Zhe Yuhang pressed the snow leopard with both hands and pressed its head into the snow.

The snow leopard struggled desperately, but Zhe Yuhang felt more and more excited, and his hands continued to be infused with magic gang, holding down the prey under him like iron pincers.

After a while, the snow leopard quieted down, and the seven orifices bled and were suffocated to death in the snow by Zhe Yuhang.

Zhe Yuhang let go of the snow leopard with a slight gasp, only to find that he had been scratched with a bloody wound on his right arm.

He lowered his head and approached the wound, sucking all the blood that flowed out into his mouth, feeling bursts of pain that pierced his heart, and suddenly, Zhe Yuhang's body stiffened. He slowly raised his head and saw three people standing on the snowy slope.

Tang Xueluo's little hand covered her mouth hard, barely suppressing the urge to vomit, and her little face was already pale.

Lin Yin stood on Tang Xueluo's upper right and half-hid her, looking at Zhe Yuhang vigilantly.

Ji Chengche stood on the other side and asked strangely, "How did this guy become a wild man?"

Lin Yin said lightly: "I was bitten by a snow mastiff." ”

The enemy's eyes were very red when they met, and Zheyu showed a slightly strange smile on his face, and slowly stood up from the corpse of the snow leopard.

"I didn't expect us to meet again so soon. ”

Ji Chengche's heart tightened, he, Tang Xueluo, and Lin Yin were attracted by the dying roar of the snow leopard, and the human leopard was rolling and entangled endlessly, so he didn't see clearly that it was Zhe Yuhang.

After only a few months of work, Zhe Yuhang seemed to be a different person, and the arrogance on his body was gone, but he exuded a terrible anger and murderous aura from his bones.

This guy is actually killing snow leopards with his bare hands!

All the snow mastiffs were left on the other side of the hillside, far away from the water could not quench the thirst of the near, how could Lin Yin and himself be left to resist this madman covered in blood?

But in terms of momentum, he couldn't lose no matter what, he deliberately yawned and said, "It's boring, like a mad dog." ”

Zhe Yuhang smiled and approached the three people step by step: "Leave your last words." I don't think anyone else can save you today?"

Lin Yin took a step forward to meet Zhe Yuhang, "Get out." ”

Zhe Yuhang's eyes quickly turned purple, and he suddenly whispered and slammed his hand into Lin Yin's throat.

Lin Yin didn't move, looking at the attacking devil's claws, his eyes didn't blink, and he suddenly pulled out the wooden stick used to practice the sword from behind his back, exhaled and slashed forward!

"Smack!" Zhe Yuhang only had time to subconsciously tilt his head, and the wooden stick smashed on the side of his face.

Lin Yin only felt that the end of the wooden stick hit an iron plate, his arm was sore, his mouth was swollen and painful, and the wooden stick in his hand burst suddenly.

"Snort!" Zhe Yuhang's claws were disturbed and deviated from the direction, tearing off Lin Yin's shirt on his left shoulder, and cutting five blood marks on his shoulder.

Zhe Yuhang stumbled back a few steps, his cheekbone broken, half of his teeth loosened, and a mouthful of blood foamed out of his mouth.

He had been guarding against the long knife on Lin Yin's waist, but he never dreamed that the other party would actually hurt him with a wooden stick.

The world's martial arts, only fast is not broken.

The stick went straight and straight with no tricks to follow and no trace to be found, but it was as fast as lightning and without warning, so that he could not react at all.

didn't wait for Zhe Yuhang to stand firm, only to feel that a flower in front of him was as clear as a milk tiger pounced on food.

Tang Xue was stunned for a moment, not understanding why Ji Chengche chose to fight with Zhe Yuhang hand-to-hand, and exclaimed, "Be careful!"

Zhe Yuhang didn't have time to adjust his posture, so he raised his leg and kicked Ji Chengqing's lower abdomen.

With a muffled sound of "bang", Ji Cheng's face turned pale in pain and his body arched, but most of his leg strength was dissolved and eliminated by the mellow and full power of the holy dragon in his body, so he was unharmed.

Over there, Zhe Yuhang's five toes were almost broken, and his body lost his balance and fell backwards.

Ji Chengche gritted his teeth and endured the pain, took advantage of the situation to throw Zhe Yuhang into the snow, held his arm with both hands, shook his head and smashed it into the other party's face.

This is his nirvana, and he used this trick to turn defeat into victory and smash the corners of Lin Yin's mouth that day.

No matter how poor Zhe Yuhang gathers strength, he can't get rid of the clamp of Ji Cheng's hands, and he sees the crisp sound of the other party's brain "snapping" and smashing his nose bone.

Zhe Yuhang suddenly burst into tears, his body suddenly curled up and opened like a slingshot, and his knees hit Ji's clear lower abdomen with a heavy blow, kicking him away.

He originally thought that Ji Chengche had received two heavy blows from himself in succession, and even if he didn't die, he would break his bones and tendons, and spit blood foaming at his mouth.

Unexpectedly, Ji Chengche fell to the ground, got up again, covered his stomach and inhaled: "It hurts!"

Don't listen to him screaming miserably, but jumping around, where is there a miserable appearance of vomiting blood?

Seeing this, Jing Zhe Yuhang was almost so angry that he vomited blood, and his heart was full of anger and anger.

He and Ji Chengche fought hand-to-hand, and he was sure that the other party did not have soft armor and treasure clothes on his body, but how could he carry it down as if nothing happened? You must know that even if you punch down, even the snow leopard will be dizzy and unable to distinguish between east and west, north and south!

Without waiting for him to understand this, Lin Yin pulled out his long knife and rushed over condescendingly, and the sword technique was still used to slash down.

Ji Chengche was envious, he had no magic skills but had never learned a trick and a half. As for the fists and embroidered legs that I used to ask the palace guards for, they were all things that people used to fool their own happiness, and they were useless. If it weren't for the invulnerability of the dragon's blood, he would have been beaten down by Zhe Yuhang.

But compared to him, Zhe Yuhang was even more depressed in his heart, and in order to take revenge, he did not hesitate to rebuild, and finally promoted to the realm of mountains and seas after countless hardships.

A boy who has just turned thirteen years old can achieve such a good cultivation, Mo said that he has created a record for the entire Silver Tooth tribe, even if he looks at the Northern Wilderness, he can be called an invincible genius!

As a result, when I met Ji Chengche and Lin Yin again, I was still beaten to the point of bleeding!

He rolled on the spot to dodge Lin Yin's long knife, grabbed one of the snow leopard's hind legs, roared and smashed it.

"Bang!" Lin Yin was smashed to the ground by the snow leopard, and his right hand grabbed the long knife and didn't let go.

Zhe Yuhang slapped the ground with his left palm, and his body was raised with strength and wanted to step on Lin Yin.

Unexpectedly, although Lin Yin was pressed by the snow leopard on half of his body, his legs could still move, and when he was entangled, he put Zhe Yuhang on the ground, and stabbed him with his right hand with a knife close to the ground.

Zhe Yuhang reacted very quickly, raised his hand and pressed Lin Yin's right arm, and his body rolled and lifted his left elbow and smashed it into his chest.

"Bang!" Lin Yin covered with his left arm, his arm dislocated in response, and his legs locked on to Zhe Yuhang.

Ji Chengche jumped up, just riding on Zhe Yuhang's waist and punching hard.

Zheyu gave up Lin Yin, twisted his body and became entangled with Ji Chengqing. Three people, you pressed me and I stepped on you, rolling back and forth in the snow, fists to the flesh, and the fight was not intense.

Just as they were shouting and fighting fiercely, Tang Xueluo gritted his teeth lightly, his little face turned white, and he approached the battle group step by step......